Jungle Fever

 

I simply fell in love with this place the moment I walked in. Acres and acres of lush jungle, a literal therapeutic haven for me.

But before I carry on, this being the month of September, I'd love to wish my 2 bestest dudes Ariff and Hamed the happiest birthdays - as both of them are born in September. Go Libras! I love you both so much and how can I ever thank you for always having my back and being my partners in crime.

Back to the topic, so this place is located on the outskirts of Hulu Selangor and about an hour and half drive from where I live.

Spa, full body massage for men and women, meditation and wellness area, even a river - just to name a few of what you'll find here. Oh and of course - chalets, how could I forget! 

We rented one for day use just so I could play around in the river, then shower before heading for the spa and massage. 

They also have their own eatery where we had lunch and the famous ikan lunak that everyone talks about. But to me, it was over-rated. I found the ikan lunak to be very ordinary, nothing special.

I love this particular thing so much. Am actually thinking of pitching it to my husband to have one built in our lanai at the master bedroom. The only thing I'll have to reconsider, is the presence of cats (and possibly a monkey or two) having a rest on my glass floor! And also, considering the fact that anyone who stand below it, will have a bird's eye view of forbidden scenes haha. But I really loved the concept of it. Imagine having this directly above my pool. Well, something to ponder about.

We went on a weekday, therefore it was peaceful, serene and calm. I'm glad I have the luxury of going anywhere during weekdays and not weekends/holidays. I can't imagine the crowd then, because according to the tour guide there, weekends are insane!

If this place wasn't so far away from where I stay, I swear I would be there every single week. With that said, enjoy the weekend xo.

Eid 2020

Since Syawal is a month long celebration, let me wish all you people who are celebrating, a happy Eid.

I'm pretty sure this year's celebration is vastly different from others, no matter where you're from.

For us, it's been a low key one but ever so thankful that I managed to smuggle my mom to spend it with us that night. Initially before this chaotic lifestyle started, my children suggested we throw a big party for Raya. But oh well.

Even the annual Foreign Nite that me and my friends organize once a year, couldn't take place this year and that was a disappointment indeed.

Anyway, I'll be back soon to write more. But since I'm rushing to have lunch cooked earlier than usual today, once again Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir & Batin.

Love you!

Tandoori Nites

Who loves a good tandoori and garlic naan?

I surprised myself by successfully making these for my family during iftar. After literally spending many hours in the kitchen (which included making a garam masala powder from scratch), I pulled it off nicely.

The verdict from my hungry soldiers? That it was perfect and the chicken tasted exactly how it does from restaurants. And I had additional stars for my garlic and cilantro naan when they said that it was way better and fluffier than shops. I'll have to agree with that. It came out perfectly. My mint chutney came out alright too - but not the consistency that I was aiming for - but there's always a 2nd time for that.

My chicken certainly isn't as red as the ones you get outside, and that's because I totally omitted food colorings of any kind.

So all in all, it was worth the amount of hours I put into making this for my family. I don't particularly enjoy cooking, but it's always a pleasure to try out something new and people like it.

Happy Wednesday!

Quarantine 38th

For the last couple of weeks, I've been bugging my husband to allow me to give him a haircut. He said no, because he was worried what if I messed it up.

For what it's worth, early this January was the 1st time ever that I took a pair of hair scissors to my own hair. It was too long and it had gone beyond my butt. So since I always make it a point to do something new each year, I decided to give my hair stylist a break and 2020 was the time for me to try and cut my own hair myself.  I wasn't really worried because if I had made a mistake with it, it was still long and my personal stylist could easily counter that. But lo and behold, I got it layered and no one had believed that I actually cut my own hair to perfection. Heck, I couldn't believe it myself. A couple of my girlfriends and even family members then told me that I could cut their hair too. But I wouldn't dare. I certainly never expect that I could cut my own locks. But you know me, once I've set my mind on something, I'll find a way to do it, one way or the other.

The 2 pictures you see above there on this blog's main photo with the tiara on my head was taken on my birthday this year, which was 2+ months after I cut it. Silly me that I forgot to take a before and after picture of my mane.

So back to the story, my husband finally relented when I assured him I'll only trim off a little bit. After all, in the worse case scenario if I did mess up, we are all under lockdown and no one will be seeing him at least for the next couple of weeks - where it'll grow back again.

Excited as I was at this venture, I was nervous as heck. But with salons closed everywhere, I just had to do it. And let me tell you this: a woman's hair is much more easier to cut than a man. It's trickier. And a bit more complicated. Like men. haha.

Anyway, I'm happy to say that I done a pretty darn good job! It's neat, not too short and most importantly, my husband approved of it. What do you think?

So what's next, Debbie J's Salon? ⌣.

Let's Play

With all the time I've had on my hands for the last 20+ days, I decided to cleanse my older unused phones today. And while doing so, I came across a game ap called 'Ruzzle' which I've totally forgotten about.

Surprisingly, the old account I used was still was still there and usable.

So, if you're into word puzzles or ruzzles and have time to kill, come find me there. This is the name I go by, so drop me a note to say that you came from here ok? Because there are other players that I'm playing and would like to know if I'm playing with any of you guys. I gotta brush up my skills to topple Hamed. He's too good!

If I don't respond to your game request fast enough, just be patient. Because as I said, I may be engaged with other players and each round takes about 2 minutes.

So let's play!

A Birthday Wish

This is my birthday wish.

That sprinklings of magic dusts 
falls over the Universe to swiftly start 
a healing process across the globe 
and 
lay clouds of protection over my entire 
family, friends and those I care for.

In all honesty, that is the only thing I wish for at the moment.

This is when I wish my whole family were staying together, the ones abroad and also those who live here. It scares the hell out of me at the thought that I can't even go visit my mother who lives only 20 minutes away. It's been a little over 2 weeks since I last saw her and I'm missing her terribly. The reason she's not living with me during this, is because she doesn't want to be away from her home and my brother for too long - fair reason as no one knows how long this is going to last.

We video call each other about 4-5 times a day, and there were 2 occasions where I pressed the 'end call' button when I felt my tears building up as I didn't want her to see me cry.

We are all going through a rough patch aren't we? But let's all do our part in staying home, be extra careful with our hygiene and keep our distances from everyone. It's a small sacrifice, but it goes a long way towards combating this war that is affecting mankind in a scary way.

Stay safe my darlings. We've got this!

Chaos Explained

This is for all those of you wondering what exactly happened since Sunday night.

This is an article by Wei Jiet Lim which was commissioned and edited by Kelly Anissa for New Naratif.

https://newnaratif.com/journalism/explainer-whats-going-on-in-malaysias-game-of-thrones/

20-02-2020

Two zero, zero two, two zero, two zero! 

When a clear but indirect green light came to you just days before an extremely memorable date like this, I call it synchronicity. 

Long overdue, unplanned, unexpected but a 100% spontaneous. All on 20-02-2020. What can I say? It was definitely worth the wait all these years!

Good morning and Friday blessings everyone.

Raised Me Up

I 've always said that the most attractive thing about a man is the volume of his intellectual capacity. His brain. Oh yes, this is where size really matters.  Everything else comes 2nd. And now, I can fully attest to that.

He is a neuroscientist and also an expert in the field of epigenetics.

The last few months, I've been paying a whole lot of  attention to him. The way he speaks, explains, thinks and the amount of respect he garners from people is astounding!

I can't begin to describe how much he's changed my general views on life, thoughts and basically everything else. I've even introduced him to both my children who are equally impressed with him. But my husband on the other hand, who has always been somewhat sceptical about certain people, especially when he doesn't know them well doesn't share my sentiments and I truly respect his views.

But guys I kid you not when I say that this man is on another level. 

Not sure if I mentioned it previously, but I was in a semi-dark place some months ago. Well he pulled me out of the rabbit hole, repaired me, changed me, energetically charged me - and it took him less than 24 hours for him to achieve that. Now, what do you call that?

My only question to him is, "where have you been all my life?" ha ha.

And I'm sorry I can't share him with any one of you. Not just yet, at least.

2020

Cheers to the start of a new year and a new decade! Fairly hard to imagine that 2020 is already here when a mere 20 years ago the world was preparing to welcome in Y2K.

The past decade (2010-2019) had been a blessing, but not without our own share of heartaches and pains. During those 10 years, our family had to endure the loss of 3 people - my father in 2012, my godfather in 2015 and the latest to leave us was my aunt's husband, Uncle Allan who passed away right  before Christmas on Dec 10 2019 after being hospitalized for 2 months prior to his passing. That is the reason I haven't had the time to update new posts up here as the last couple of months have been hectic.

But as we grief together in sadness, we are ultimately a most blessed family as we are big and have each other for support.

That being said, life goes on and death is inevitable. So, it's humble to focus on the countless of blessings bestowed upon us instead of the losses. For every single thing I have, every single person in my life that I love, I am totally grateful for.

Pictured up there with me is my Princess and my Queen at our New Year's eve ball. It was a great party and most of us collectively agreed that it was one of the best! The theme of the night was 'Glitz n Glam' and it lived up to it's name of being a very glitzy night indeed.

I love you all, let's have a great start and leave the past where it belongs.

Salud, babes!

At The Wedding

So last Saturday, my cousin tied the knot. With that, only 3 cousins are left - after which, the 'wedding' focus will be moved to my children's generation. *shrugs*.

Our Twins

It was a wonderful wedding starting with the send-off toast by the Father of the Bride at their home before heading to Church. The wedding reception later in the evening was nothing short of amazing.

I can almost swear that I've lost some height. Is that even possible?  I feel that I'm shorter these days and that is why I wore a pair of extra high heels during the church ceremony - just to feel taller. But for the dinner, I toned it down a little as there was no way I could dream of twirling on the dance floor with heels that high.

Anyway, more shots from earlier that day:

A Kristang Tradition - the father of the bride gives a toast to the bride before she leaves for church

Liam & Tyler - Page Boys for the day. Twins and just turned 1

Sandra, Kate and Stella - them cute little flower girls and how they've grown so quickly

Kelly girl, in her green toga as one of the bridesmaids

Wedding in Progress

The Newlyweds

And that's my aunty in green with her husband, their 3 daughters, 3 son-in-laws and 3 grandchildren!

Oh, I've a story to tell. It's about a perv who was there at the wedding. Let's put it this way - he wasn't invited. But he was there. How about I save this story for another day as I'd like to keep this particular wedding post nice and clean with positively happy vibes. 

That's it then. Have a blast of a weekend, everyone!

4 Generations

That showpiece up there is an interpretation of my pride when it comes to my family.

I'm super blessed to be born into this lineage with the de Silva surname being the base and strong foundation of our Portuguese ancestry, backed up by the 3 major ethnicities of Malaysia - Malays, Chinese & Indians. On top of that, we have our English, Australians, Americans and Spaniards relatives as well.

How unique it is to be part of a multi racial, multi cultural, multi religious and multi lingual family. And we celebrate all our religious festivals together, which is pretty much every religious festival in Malaysia. The epitome of being true Malaysians!

Regardless of what our religious beliefs are, we've always respected one another and have gotten along perfectly since the beginning of time till now.

I really can't wait to update and upgrade that masterpiece of those who have joined our clan since this original artwork was done - either through marriage or birth. And that's a total of 14 new faces.

I've fondly named this portrait 'The 4 Generations', as there are 4 generations of us. But the new version will proudly feature "5 Generations" of the de Silva heritage, as I've finally managed to get hold of pictures of my Great Grandparents. It's going to be a solid piece of art with a great amount of work, I tell you. The portrait is 10 years old and it's time for a refurbishment with recent pictures of everyone. But I'll only get started on it after the newest person joins our family this October when my youngest cousin ties the knot.

There's simply no family like ours. And as we celebrate Malaysia Day this September 16th, I'm dedicating this post to all Malaysians - from a fellow Malaysian.

I know I've gone AWOL for awhile and I owe you guys an apology. So, I'm sorry. I was very unmotivated to pen down anything here the last few months. I'm not sure if I should explain why, but if I do, it will probably be in some other post. 

BitterSweet

So the cheeky little monkey is back from London to spend Aidilfitri with her family. And true to her name, the minute she arrived, the bugging started. As always.

She insisted on a sleepover, and I relented - since my sleeping hours during Ramadan is mostly mornings instead of nights.

And so she started.

It was the 27th May 2019.

She said "do you realize that today is exactly 7 years since I did the meanest thing to you and you ended up doing the most screwed up thing? 27th May 2012, remember?"

Enlighten me nyet, because you've done many mean and cruel things to me.

And so, she refreshed my memory. She is like a walking diary. Dates are at the tip of her fingers. But yeah, the memories came back to me, but in a blur.

And although she said it was the 'meanest' thing she had done to me, implying that I probably suffered? But I didn't at that time. It was sweet memories laced with bitterness here and there, throughout. Bittersweet.

Anyway, it was an interesting stayover because halfway through the nite, I got Hamed to join us (rescue me? :)),where we headed to our neighbourhood Mcd and got home in time to prepare sahur for my family. Perfect!

Moral of the story:

Whatever starts well does not necessarily ends well

&

Whatever starts roughly, may very well end up perfectly. (Our friendship, Hamed and me.)

Which One?

Hi everyone,

Samsung galaxy S10 vs Huawei p30 Pro.

Which one shall I get?

I'm so done with iPhones for now. Between my husband and I, we've used almost every model of the apple phones that has came out, and in all honesty, I cannot stand the iPhones anymore. It's always perfect at first, and then start to deteriorate.

Anyway, I've always been an iphone & Samsung user. Huawei? Never! I personally don't like electronics that are made in China. I can't even pronounced the brand properly, haha. But from what I've heard lately, many people are telling me that the Huawei cameras are dope! But the S10 camera quality is also awesome from what I've seen.

My brother uses the Note 9 and even that camera quality is super duper sick! It's as clear as it gets.

So at this point, I'm really in 2 minds over which one to get, and that is why I need your opinion.

To me, being happy with my phone goes way beyond only having good cameras. So yea, let me know which would make a better buy.

Love and Light.
xo

MARVELous

Seen this? Check it out.

And guess who's got a date with the cinema this Saturday night!

First Come, First Serve

Good afternoon, and a Good Friday everyone!

So this is only for my readers who know me and not for my international readers unfortunately. And here's what it's about - short and quick!

I'm giving away 22 + 1 packs of Mevius Menthols for anyone who's interested. The additional (1) pack has been opened and 2 sticks have been used.

It's free of charge and self collection yea? Also, it's on a 1st come 1st serve basis, so I won't be reserving it for anyone. Just drop me a text and when I'm available, you can come collect it. And yes, for those wondering if you can grab all 22 boxes, yes you can.

Let's just say that I'm feeling generous today.

That's it. Am off to the airport now to welcome the Aussie couple who chose to make Malaysia the destination to celebrate his 90th birthday in a couple of weeks.

Have a perfect week!

Gold

People never believe when I tell them my age. So here's proof. It's displayed there big, bold and in gold. As flattering as it is to be always told that I look young, I'm nevertheless very proud of achieving my 50th year on this planet.

And what's the best way to celebrate a milestone birthday? A party! So, my children threw me a small scale but awesome birthday bash which was held on Saturday night - a day before my actual birthday. Held in an enchanted location at Sunway Geo, the ambiance of the place was mesmerising, enchanting, cosy and relaxed. And the A-factor that makes a party a party, is of course, the guest list! It consisted of those who I truly wanted to be there - somehow, it worked out that way. The icing on the cake however  (and this was a real surprise that caught me off guard), was the presence of my 2 friends from when we were 12 years old. My kids somehow got hold of their numbers and kept their invitation a secret from me. Well planned!

I had a ball of a time. My children put me through some lighthearted-embarrassing moments when they called me up, to sash and crown their 'Queen'. It was pretty cringy for me, standing up there in front of all my guests wearing a tiara and the golden sash. But well, that was Kelly and Daniel's way of showing me how much I mean to them, so it's fine I guess? Then, there were the 'how well do you know Debbie' games and quizzes with more 'blushing moments' questions about me. My children also had specially done a slideshow from the time I was a baby to present. And the highlight of that were the live video messages and greetings at the end of the presentation from my family and relatives from other parts of the world.

An absolutely remarkable evening and everyone had a good time!

So,

How do I feel about turning 50?
Looking the way I do, feeling the way I am and achieving all that I have, I feel absolutely blessed and proud to attain this age and being exactly what I am today. I actually consider it to be the start of my life, because my children are now financially independent and self sufficient. So yes, this is my ticket to being able to do the things that I've put off for all these years. In fact, my kids are actually trying to persuade me to go back to studying!

My tips to feeling young?
I am always asked this question. I've no secrets or rituals that I follow. All I can say is that I'm a very positive person and always try to look at the better side of people or situations. Especially when something does not go the way we planned. Also I simply eliminate anything or anyone that gives me bad vibes, so invariably I'm always surrounded by those who bring me happiness. I think that is so important at every level.

Sure I have a temper and all, but still, that's nothing compared to when I'm on contented mode.

I also keep my life simple and uncomplicated.

Another reason I guess, is genetics. My family from Mom's side seem to age very well. None of them actually look their age. Some of them are even looking younger as they get older haha. Even my Mom at 82 always have to convince people that she's actually 82! She still enjoys buying clothes, shoes and cosmetics, and love going to Sephora with me and Kelly girl to play around with make up. And yea, Kristang people also know how to have a good time. That could very well be a contributing factor. Maybe.

My future plans?
To set a new bunch of goals and achieve it, now that I've learnt the 'secret' on how to go about doing it. I'm still a learner and am constantly gaining knowledge.

So there you go. I'm 50 and feeling fabulous. As cliche as it sounds, age is just a number. At least for me it is. Because I've always had a young soul. Internally, I'm the same exact same person I used to be in my 20s - only way more wiser.  And I'm extra excited as I've finally joined the ranks of Ariff and Hamed into the '5-series' status. My bffs, yea, both already in their 50s but don't look a day over 40 and like me, young souls as well - which explain why we get along so fekkin well.

To Kelly and Daniel, I'm so proud of you guys for organizing, planning and hosting that special day. Thank you so much for every single effort you put into it to make it so memorable. It was truly a night to remember. Both of you have come a long way from those 2 mischievous kids who drove me up and down the wall day and night. May Allah always protect and give you, my darling children, the best of everything in life. It's Mommy and Daddy's daily doa for our darlings.

And for all those who attended my birthday gala, as well as for everyone who were kind enough to wish me and sent greetings on that day, I wish you the best of everything in every aspect of your lives. And may God bless you, your families and loved ones!

I love you guys so much.

Blessed be,
Debbie

Age & Relationships

So my Tuesday chill-out made it to Wednesday's entree for this blogpost.

Was having drinks with someone from my family last night and I was randomly asked this question - "Does a difference in age matter in a relationship?"

 And before anyone attempts to attack my views, this is my opinion. Which I'm entitled to. So below, is my answer on the subject.

Older Men-Younger Women
I'm ok with this combo. I feel older men are way more dignified, dependable, respected, reliable, protective and more often than not, they are financially stable. And all those, are traits as to why the majority of girls prefer an older man.

When it comes to the age difference however, i feel that anywhere between 1-12 years of a man being older than his wife is acceptable. But if you're thinking of marrying a man who is old enough to be your father, you may wanna rethink that. Because when you hit your prime age, he may already be qualified to be in a nursing home. No pun intended, yea. Do the math and look at yourselves 20 years from now.

If you're the 'older than her father' man, how will it feel to be unable to do many things in later years while your wife is still able and capable? And if you're the very much younger wife, are you able to cope with and willing to sacrifice being tied down looking after a very senior husband in his old age while you're still enjoying the stuff that he's no longer able to?

Older Women-Younger Men
Unless the age gap between them is only about 2-3 years, my answer is nope. Because, no offence to anyone but it has been scientifically proven that a woman matures mentally faster than a man. And I couldn't agree more.

That is why these kinds of relationships hardly work, especially if you have a younger partner who thrives on childish charades, sulk when they don't get their way or make a big deal over issues that are lame and trivial. We've been there, done that  - and guess what? After a while, it gets boring.

Women! Take that and compare it to a man who makes you feel secure and can take charge and handle any given situation when glitches arise. Simply put, there's no room for child's play. And as for the younger man who is into a relationship with an older woman, for now it may be fine. But again, if you looked at the bigger picture many years from now, while you're still going to the gym or playing football, your wife or partner may be happily contended sitting in her rocking chair with hearing aids. Is that what you want?

My husband is 2 years older than me. And I personally feel, that is by far, the best age difference between a couple - from a physical and emotional point.

With that said, I asked my relative "so what made you bring up this topic - you're going out with an older or younger woman?".

Him: Younger.
Me:   How old?
Him: 24 years.
Me:  Dios Mio, send her back to her mama already. She'll give you more headaches than you ever bargained for.
Him: But she seems mature
Me : For now laa. New broom sweeps well, right.

And to conclude, he agreed with me.

Him: So I should end it with her?
Me : Yup, the right thing to do.

But then again, love is blind. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. It's a gamble. Life's a gamble.

Letting Go

It could be a person, a food, a drink, a hobby, a habit or anything else that you become attached or addicted to. Most times it's ok and harmless. BUT, if what we love and like so much can actually be detrimental to us in the long run, it's another story. And telling ourselves to "stop, right there!" and get rid of it, is never easy. Especially when you've been holding on to it for many years.

It's like when you truly care for someone. You love them with all your heart and they know it? But they handle you like sh*t, treats you with close to zero respect and couldn't give an ounce of f%ck about your feelings. Eventually, this kind of love makes you sick, stressed, unhappy and starts to take a toll on you. It becomes a one-sided affair. This is an example of 'attachments' that I meant in the above paragraph. 

With that being said, I've a confession to make. I'm guilty of being hooked on something that should've been thrown out of my life many years ago.

Therefore, I've made a decision. I'm planning on Letting Go.

February was a very peaceful and relaxing month for me. I had a lot of time on hand as I decided to push my heavy projects and assignments to March. Thus, I had the luxury to do a lot of thinking and reflecting. Particularly in one specific area of my life.

So, Hamed and I had a serious talk about this. An important, lengthy conversation. I needed his help with this. Because he had adviced me many times to get rid of this filth that had been present in our lives for far too long. He told me he'll be my 100% support all the way. And he said he'll do this together with me.

THAT, was enough motivation for me. To free myself of this poison that I was literally addicted to. I had contemplated doing it many times, but failed. And so I said 'Yes!'. Because somehow, it's something we both gotta do together - quit cigarettes. We are smokers! And he smokes way more than me. That is why when he said he'll do this with me, I was ecstatic.

I'm aware that it's going to be tough as hell to give up smoking. But making that decision to quit, was already a good start. And having him so willing to be by my side throughout this and being my support partner, is reason enough to give it a shot.

For the record, some years ago I tried using hypnotherapy to quit smoking. It didn't work. This time around, we will be using hypno sessions as well but we're doing it our way. We've got each other's backs. Let's hope it works.

Exposing myself to any kind of toxic that only gives me short pleasures now and then, doesn't really make sense. I'd rather have those good kind of pleasures that constantly keeps me happy - and one that doesn't burn out, especially during stress and challenging times.

Thing is, I've kicked out damaging idiots (there's more to go) from my life so easily. And if I can brush off humanoids from my life without breaking a sweat, what's a stick of cig! Right?

It'll be difficult, but I'll try, InsyaAllah.

Once A Stalker, Always A....

So hello there once again. And as promised 2 previous posts ago, here's my story about the stalker who surfaced in my life in 1998.

I won't go into extreme details and depth as reliving everything can somewhat be traumatising for me.
But here it goes.

As I mentioned in the Facebook post, this guy worked for me while studying at the University.
I employed him because he was pretty decent looking, was intelligent, very efficient and also had a strong command of  English - which was an added advantage.

Over a course of 2-3 months, he went from being my worker to what I would say, a personal maid and eventually, a nightmarish stalker - all on his own accord. He started doing things for me which I never asked and his behaviour gradually took on a new pattern.

It started with my dinners. I would normally buy dinner from any of the nearby shops and would eat in the shop. So whenever he saw me coming in with the food bundle, he would quickly set aside a space for me on the table, clean the area, get cutleries for me and place it together with my food and drink - none of which was in his job description, which I kept on reminding him.

And then before I knew, he was walking me to my car every night, making sure I belted up and drove off before he walked away. This was normally about 1am, after shutting down the outlet.

Before you continue reading the following, which I've written in point form, bear in mind that there were many instances where my husband came very close to 'silencing' this person permanently. But it never happened because of my earnest begging and pleading with hubby not to do anything to this psycho. Why? Because my children needed their father to be with them, not behind bars serving time in a prison cell.

I went through a lot. Yep, I went through A LOT.

So yea, in brief sentences:

This was the person who offered to move in to my home to be my maid for free.

This was the person who whenever repair/service men used my toilet, he went in there and scrubbed the whole toilet spotless because he knew how repelled I was about strangers/outsiders using the toilet.

This was the person who once when I felt like throwing up, he opened up his hands and told me he was willing for me to puke on it.

This was the person who was jealous of every.single.male that I spoke to, including transgenders.

This was the person who once snatched the phone from me and cut off the line while I was in conversation with one of my male regular customers who was enquiring about a CD.

This was the person who while watching my sister's wedding CD with me at the store when we were free one day, saw me dancing with the best man in the customary 'maid of honour -bestman' dance, got so mad, took out the CD from the player and scratched it because he said he hated that the man was holding me on the dance floor.

This was the person who also got jealous of the 2 "funny faced" actors from Roxbury just because I watched that movie many times, so he thought I had a crush on one them.

This was the person who always playfully said that he was gonna kidnap me someday - where his mouth smiled, but his eyes weren't.

This was the person who refused to go back to his country for his father's funeral because he didn't want me hiring any other guys while he left.

This was the person who would hypocritically call me 'Kak Rin' in front of everyone else, but when were alone in the outlet, would call me 'Mrs (his name)

This was the person whose friend from Uni would one day come and visit me to let me know that he had a strange obsession with me.

This was the person who was jealous of my brother - because he never believed we were siblings and hated whenever my bro visited me at the shop and when we leave to go for drinks

This was the person whom I spotted a couple of times outside the empty RT pondok near my previous home at 2am-3am while I was coming home from outings whenever I never answered his calls throughout the night - whether I was with my hubby, family or siblings.

This was the person who could never hide the anger on his face whenever my husband visited me at the outlet where I salam, kissed my hubby's hand and he kissed my forehead. (Dafuq right?)

And finally, this was the person who narrowly escaped being picked up by thugs, hired by one of my uncles to simply finish him off.  I never knew about this until months later when someone in my family accidentally mentioned it to me - which I was thoroughly shaken to hear.

So you see? I have legit reasons to be creeped out by this monster.

In 2002, I told him that he was a 'wanted' and 'hunted' man by certain members of my family. And that is how he disappeared.

And I was relieved and contented all those years. Until he resurfaced and messaged me on facebook in 2017.

And you know what makes my skin crawl whenever I think about him? Is that he had an extremely innocent face where no one would imagine the kinda things that went on in his head.

I've had my share of stalkers stalking me throughout my life. But this person, was by far, the worse among all those other devils!